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Thursday, 13 April 2017

I'm doomed

Never read the papers if you wish
to stay optimistic and reasonably sane. All this week I’ve been examining my
earlobes, which lets be fair, are not the actions of a well-balanced man. Don’t
get me wrong, my earlobes are to die for, and that’s basically the problem. I’ve
discovered a faint diagonal crease on each one, which the papers have just told
me portend imminent death by heart attack; well, perhaps not imminent. To be
fair they hedge their bets with words like ‘may’ and such like, but the figures
are damning.

A recent survey in China indicated that those with diagonal
creases in their earlobes were five times more likely to have significant
narrowing of their coronary arteries than those lacking those damn creases. As
soon as I read the article, I put down the paper and headed straight for the
mirror. And there they were, grinning at me like lopsided fools, two very
faint diagonal lines, almost unseen unless you were looking for them.

Palmistry
is much more benign. I have a long lifeline . . . or do I? Which takes
precedence, the lobe, sneaky and often hidden by hair or random lines on a hand?

More to the point, what is to be
done? I already go to the gym, punishment in itself. Perhaps face cream, great
dollops of Nivea slathered over the offending lobes. Once you’re aware of these
creases, these harbingers of death, emails from the Grim Reaper, you assume
everyone else can see them too. Passers-by making sober judgements on whether
I’ll make my Waitrose coffee in time. Suddenly
a Niqab sounds quite attractive, though not a Burka. That would be an overreaction.

Greying hair is also a sign,
balding too, though I found some comfort on reading that receding hairlines
were OK. It was the poor buggers with baldness on the crown that were walking
hand in hand with death.

So now you know. I’m doomed, but a
problem shared is a problem halved is what I always say. Share it widely enough
and it might go away—until another newspaper reports bilateral creases in
earlobes are marks of high intelligence and sexual potency.

I’ll keep you posted.

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Meanwhile check out your earlobes.
Don’t see why I should be the only miserable bugger investigating coffins